Coming To An End

Well, 2024 is — thankfully — nearing the end. I’ve never been happier to see a year end. And end it will, and people will celebrate on New Year’s Eve. I guess one of the most famous New Year’s Eve celebrations is watching the ball drop in Times Square. For some reason, New Year’s Eve seems to be the time for people to watch something “drop” and it doesn’t have to be a ball….

All across America there are numerous famous “drops” to celebrate the New year.
In Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, the birthplace of PEEPS, they lower a 400-pound chick on New Year’s Eve. It’s part of Bethlehem’s annual PEEPSFEST, a celebration that includes tastings of unique PEEPS flavors, scavenger hunts and other family-friendly activities. They also have a diorama competition where contestants enter tiny scenes made of Peeps.

If you happen to be in Boise, Idaho on New Year’s Eve, you can witness the Potato Drop. Boise’s famous 17-foot glowing potato is the star of their New Year’s Eve celebration.

And it may sound a little cheesy, but in Plymouth, Wisconsin the Sartori Big Cheese Drop ushers in the new year. Probably appropriate for the self-proclaimed Cheese Capital of the World. The Plymouth Fire Department lowers a huge wedge of Sartori BellaVitano Gold Cheese — at 10 pm. So you can have your wine and cheese or champagne early and still toast the new year at midnight.

You probably know that in Pennsylvania, a big Hershey Kiss is dropped in (duh) Hershey, but in Lebanon, Pennsylvania, they have a real live Bologna Drop! Twenty pounds of bologna is attached to a disco ball and lowered by a crane in downtown Lebanon to ring in the new year. After the big drop, the meat (provided by Godshall’s) that is dropped and an additional 130 pounds is donated to people in need (the meat that is dropped is “safely” wrapped.)

One of the best celebrations is in Tallapoosa, Georgia. They lower a possum at midnight as an ode to the town’s nickname, Possum Snout. The possum is stuffed, but it’s still pretty cool. And to make the event family friendly, there’s an an earlier Possum Drop at 9 pm for the little ones. 

But it turns out that we live very near a traditional New Year’s Eve celebration that a lot of people don’t know about. We always referred to it as Krumpe’s Donut Drop. If you’ve ever visited us, we’ve probably taken you to Krumpe’s  Do-Nuts. It’s in Hagerstown, Maryland — very near where we live. It’s located in an alley in Hagerstown. It really is an alley and fairly recently it was officially named “Do-Nut Alley.” Krumpe’s has been making donuts for more than 80 years. But anyhow, on New Year’s Eve, Krumpe’s passes out donuts to the first 5,000 people to arrive — and — there’s also free hot chocolate and coffee. And the best thing? The “donut drop” begins at 6:59 pm — so you can have your donut and coffee to keep you awake until midnight….

No matter how you plan to celebrate this year’s end, or even if you don’t intend to celebrate at all, Benjamin Franklin left us some good advice and this time of year is a good time to ponder it…”Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every new year find you a better man.”
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Merry Christmas

For many years, I’ve done an (almost) annual Christmas blog. I’ve celebrated Christmas a lot of times in a lot of places. They were all different, and all special. This year Christmas is different, but not special. But here goes — my (almost) annual Christmas blog.

I got to wondering the other day — we celebrate the birth of Jesus on Christmas, but we don’t really think much about him, at least not as a baby.
I was wondering…. how much did he weigh when he was born, and was he a cute baby? Most people think all babies are cute so I expect most would have thought Jesus was cute. But maybe since they thought He was the messiah or a great prophet, they’d probably think he would have been cute just because they’d have positive thoughts about him. But if he was so wise, maybe he looked like a serious little old man. Since there were no iPhones, I guess we can’t know for sure, but I think he was probably cute.

As to how much he weighed, so far as I know, the weight of Baby Jesus isn’t recorded in the Bible — or any historical texts. His birth is described in the Gospels of Matthew and Luke, but they focus more on the circumstances of his birth rather than specific physical details. Given that He was born as a human child, a good guess would be that he weighed within the typical range of newborn’s weight — probably between five and a half and eight and a half pounds. Of course that’s based purely on speculation. 

So now that that’s out of the way, here’s some more stuff you — like me — have been  wondering about….
“Silent Night” was first sung as part of a church service in Austria. a guitar was used because the church organ was so badly rusted it couldn’t be played.
Guatemalan adults do not exchange Christmas gifts until New Year’s Day. Children get theirs (from the Christ Child) on Christmas morning.
In North America, children put stockings out at Christmas time. Their Dutch counterparts use shoes.
The poinsettia, a traditional Christmas flower, originally grew in Mexico, where it is also known as the “Flower of the Holy Night.” Joel Poinsett first brought it to America in 1829.
When visiting Finland, Santa leaves his sleigh behind and rides on a goat named Ukko. Finnish folklore says that Ukko is made of straw, but is strong enough to carry Santa Clause anyway.
When distributing gifts in Holland, St. Nicholas is accompanied by his servant, Black, who is responsible for actually dropping the presents down the chimneys. He also punishes bad children by putting them in a bag and carrying them away to Spain. 
In Syria, Christmas gifts are distributed by one of the Wise Men’s camels. The gift-giving camel is said to have been the smallest one in the Wise Men’s caravan. 
There are 364 gifts mentioned in “The Twelve Days of Christmas.”
The Puritans forbade the singing of Christmas carols.
America’s official national Christmas tree is located in King’s Canyon National Park in California. The tree, a giant sequoia called the “General Grant Tree,” is over 300 feet high, and was made the official Christmas tree in 1925.
Artificial Christmas trees have outsold real ones since 1991.
Franklin Pierce was the first president to decorate an official White House Christmas tree. 
Electric Christmas lights were first used in 1854.

So to both my faithful readers, and everyone else, and no matter how your celebrate — have a Merry Christmas. 
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A Pair

One thing I’ve always kind of wondered about — how come we say a “pair” of pants when its only one item of clothing. Other one items like a shirt or coat aren’t a pair. It seems like the bottom half of our clothes are plural for some reason — how come?

From what I’ve heard, it all stems from the history of language and how these garments were originally constructed and or conceptualized. 
I guess maybe there’s some truth to that, but I decided it would be worth me digging into a little deeper — but not too deep.

Certainly we all accept that there are dozens of exceptions to the “rules” of English and pants certainly fall into that category — why on Earth do you say “a pair of pants” when the “pants” in question are only one item?

The most popular explanation is that the phrase “pair of pants” harkens back to the days when what constituted pants — or pantaloons, as they were originally known — consisted of two separate items, one for each leg. They were put on one at a time and then secured around the waist. Calling them a pair of pantaloons, or pants, as they were eventually known, made sense when there were two components. The phrasing was retained even after pants were made into one complete garment. But actually, if you look, there doesn’t seem to be much evidence to support this theory. 

Another theory, that I kind of like because like most everything today, it’s a little complicated and confusing. 
The word pants is a plurale tantum. What is that, you ask? The Oxford English Dictionary defines plurale tantum, which is Latin for “plural only,” as a “noun which is used only in plural form, or which is used only in plural form in a particular sense or senses.” The word pants is a plurale tantum so it can only be used in plural form. I guess I’ve led a sheltered life, but “plurale tantum” was new to me. Plurale tantum words are nouns and are usually items that can be divided into two even though they are only one item — like, scissors, tweezers, sunglasses, binoculars, pliers, glasses, etc. That’s the reason they are often preceded by a “pair of” — so — that’s why we say a “pair of pants.”
I guess I should probably have paid more attention in English class……
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Cheers 😟

A couple of days ago I talked about how we think of the word cheer as being associated with happiness. But — it wasn’t always that way.
Originally, a cheer was something to be seen, not heard — and sometimes the sight was one of sadness.

Cheer is a word adapted from Anglo-French, which itself is derived from the Medieval Latin cara and probably the Greek kara. All of those source words mean “face.” The English word cheer (often found in medieval writings in the form chere) shares that meaning.

That came to refer to a person’s facial expression as well as to a person’s state of mind, heart, or spirit. So a person’s cheer could run the emotional gamut from happiness to sadness depending on the circumstances. It wasn’t until the 1300s that people began associating cheer more often with a state or feeling of happiness rather than sadness or despondency. 

Next time you’re out with friends, and have had a few “cheers,” you might mention how cheer meant “face” in medieval times and how cheer as a word for happiness is a relatively recent development. 

And I guess before we leave the subject, because “Cheers” is often associated with a toast, it might be appropriate to talk about toasting….
The term toast — having a drink to one’s health, happiness, or accomplishment, comes from the literal practice of dropping a piece of toast in your drink. In the 16th century, it was a common practice to add a piece of scorched or spiced toast to wine. The bread would help to soak up some of the acidity and improve the flavor of poor or cheap wine. As a bonus, it would also help to soften the stale bread. If you’re a fan of Shakespeare, you may remember that in the Merry Wives of Windsor, Falstaff called for a quart of wine and said, “put a toast in it.”

By the 18th century, the term toast had come to mean a person honored by the toast, rather than an actual floating piece of bread. You’ve probably heard some particularly famous or popular people referred to as “the toast of the town.”
So, in the spirit of the season, gather round, and raise a toast and cheers to happiness, good health, and a better year ahead. 
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Cheers

This time of year, the word “cheer” seems to pop up a lot. The word is usually associated with happiness, enthusiasm and encouragement — think of carolers spreading holiday cheer, or the “cheers” you always hear at happy hour, or maybe football fans cheering on their team. And of course the new year is right around the corner — at the stroke of midnight, lots and lots of people will raise their glasses and say “cheers” and toast the new year. 

So I wondered all this cheer came about….
“Cheers” originated from the old French word chiere which meant “face” or “head.” But by the 18th century, it came to mean “gladness,” and was used as a way to express encouragement. And today, “Cheers,” has become a symbolic way of toasting with the wish of good cheer and good health to those around us — it’s kind of an expression of camaraderie. 
Almost all of us clink glasses with others before a drink. It seems like that has been practiced for centuries. Maybe we clink glasses because it’s a coming together of friends and physically touching glasses makes it more of a communal celebration. 

Back in Medieval times, glasses were clinked and peopled cheered loudly to ward off any demons or evil spirits. People also believed that it was good to clink glasses to spill some on the floor — leaving some for the bad spirits so they would leave you alone. A German tradition is to bang mugs of alcohol on the table and yell loudly to scare away ghosts or evil spirits. 

And there’s one school of thought that toasting was a way to avoid being poisoned. Back in the days when poisoning a foe’s drink was a convenient way to kill him, it was believed that if glasses were filled to the brim and then clinked hard, a bit of alcohol from each glass would spill into the other. 

Ancient civilizations had a way of honoring their gods during drinking ceremonies or feasts. I’m not sure they said “cheers,” but toasting is thought to come from sacrificial libation in which a scared liquid (blood or wine) was offered to the gods in exchange for a wish, or a prayer for health. Both the Greeks and Romans had a tradition to leave an offering to the gods, including alcoholic beverages, during celebrations and often times after a death. In Greek mythology, the god of wine, Bacchus, was often toasted. A lot of times, even today, we raise our glasses upwards to the heavens like we’re offering the gods a toast to the health of the living. 

I’ve been a lot of places, and just about all of them say “cheers.” In their own language, of course. 
Here’s some I remember from over the years….
In Japanese — Kanpai
Spanish — Salud
German — Prost
French — Sante
干杯 (Ganbei) in Chinese
Hungarian is Ege’szse’gedre
In Polish, it’s Na zdrowie
And in Vietnam, we said “do” (pronounced DZO)

During my extensive research on this subject, I discovered that cheer hasn’t always been used so “cheerily” — but that’s a subject for next time. I’m glad it turned out the way it did — no matter what language, I think it’s a nice custom. 
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No Man’s Land

I grew up in Oklahoma and I had to take Oklahoma History during my student days. Oklahoma has a pretty interesting history, being Indian Territory before becoming a state. One interesting fact is that the Oklahoma Panhandle was known as No Man’s Land from 1850 to 1890. Maybe I’ll talk about why that was one of these days, but today’s subject is No Man’s Land. 

Most of us have heard the term a good part of our lives. And, even today, there are a lot of places named No Man’s Land. For instance, there is a No Man’s Land in the Caradon district of southeast Cornwall, England, a No Man’s Land on East Falkland Island and a Nomans Land Island in Chilmark, Massachusetts.

Most of the places are uninhabited. The terrain of the Falkland Island No Man’s Land is extremely rough because of the mountains known as Wickham Heights. And the Nomans Island, Massachusetts is only three miles off the coast of Martha’s Vineyard — it was once a bombing practice range.

The phrase No Man’s Land has been used seems like forever. It’s often used to reference an unoccupied area between the front lines of opposing armies, or to designate land that is unowned, undesirable or otherwise under dispute.

Following the Louisiana Purchase between the United States and Spain, an area called the Neutral Strip or Sabine Free State was also known as No Man’s Land. It was designated neutral ground because the two governments couldn’t agree on a boundary. From 1806 to 1819, both countries claimed ownership of the tract, but neither enforced any laws or control and it became a haven for outlaws and renegades.

In the early 1300s, a plot of land just outside the north walls of London was called No Man’s Land. It was a place where criminals were executed and left out in the open for public view. I suppose that wouldn’t be considered a “nice” neighborhood….
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Tinsel

We were talking about Christmas decorations and I mentioned that quite a few years ago, Claire always put tinsel on our Christmas tree. You pretty much don’t see tinsel at all these days, and if you do, it certainly doesn’t look like it did years ago. 

Tinsel is a funny word — according to the Oxford dictionary, the word comes from the old French word estincele, meaning “sparkle.
It’s defined as:
• a form of decoration consisting of thin strips of shiny metal foil
• showy or superficial attractiveness or glamour

The tinsel that Claire used was shiny metal “strips” and she hung them on the tree and they reflected the tree lights and made them seem to flicker. I did some checking and modern tinsel was invented in Nuremberg around 1610 and was originally made from extruded strands of silver. But because silver tarnishes quickly, it was soon made of other shiny metals. 

Tinsel was very popular during the 1950s and 60s, and probably even into the 70s. Most tinsel back then was made of lead foil. Unlike silver, lead tinsel didn’t tarnish. But lead tinsel was phased out due to concern that exposure created a risk of lead poisoning. Tinsel is now typically made from polyvinyl chloride (PVD) film coated with a metallic finish. The problem with the new material is that the tinsel doesn’t hang as well as tinsel made from heavy metals — I’m pretty sure that’s the reason Claire stopped putting it on our trees. 

And while on the subject of tinsel, I’ve always heard Hollywood referred to as “Tinseltown” — what’s that all about? Hollywood is, or at least was, the capital of the American film industry. The fact that Tinseltown became a popular slang term for it isn’t particularly surprising. Tinsel is a shiny material used for Christmas decorations — it’s a little gaudy, but has no real substance. Hollywood, rightly or wrongly, has gotten the reputation of being a place that is beautiful on the surface, but underneath, is a harsh and ugly place. 
So Tinseltown has come to mean a place that’s like tinsel — shiny and bright on the surface, but fragile and not made of solid material.
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Not At All Corny

I’m not sure exactly why, but I’ve been on the subject of legends and folklore lately. Before I get off the subject, I think I should point out that the early Americans had their own legends and folktales. A lot of their tales express an appreciation of nature — as you might expect from a people who lived close to the land and loved it. 
If you’ve followed this blog over the years, you may have noticed a few tributes to my Indian heritage… in the form of quotes, prayers, etc. So I don’t want to leave the subject of storytelling without another tribute to my heritage — here’s a legend that tells how the Indians were introduced to corn…..

In times past, a poor Indian was living with his wife and children in a beautiful part of the country. Unfortunately, he was not too clever in getting food for his family, and his children were all too young to give him assistance. Although poor, he was a man of a kind and contented disposition. He was always thankful to the Great Spirit for everything he received.

At the time of this story his eldest son Wunzh had arrived at the proper age for the fasting ceremony to see what kind of spirit would be his guide and guardian through life. Wunzh was of a pensive and mild disposition and was beloved by the whole family. At the first sign of spring they built, for his fast, the customary little lodge at a secluded spot, far from any possible interruption or disturbance. As soon as it was ready, Wunzh went into the lodge and began the fast. During the first few days he amused himself by walking in the woods, examining the early plants and flowers. 

While he rambled through the woods, he wished to know how the plants, herbs, and berries grew. “Why are some good to eat and some poisonous?” he wondered. “True, the Great Spirit made all things, and it is to him that we owe our lives. But could he not make it easier for us to get our food than by hunting animals and catching fish?”

After a while Wunzh became weak from the fast and kept to his bed. While lying down, he imagined that he saw a handsome young man coming from the sky toward him. He was richly dressed, having on a great many garments of green and yellow, but differing in their shades. He had a plume of waving feathers on his head, and all his motions were graceful. 
“I am sent to you, my friend,” said the visitor, “by that Great Spirit who made all things in the sky and on the earth. He knows your motives in fasting and sees that you wish to do good for your people.He knows that you do not seek strength in war. I have been sent to show you how you can help your kindred.”

The stranger then told Wunzh to rise and wrestle with him. Though weak from fasting, Wunzh felt his courage rising. He determined to die rather than fail. So Wunzh began the trial. As he was almost exhausted, the stranger said, “That is enough for now. I will come again.”
The stranger disappeared and reappeared the next day. Again the two renewed the trial. Wunzh was getting weaker, but his courage seemed stronger than ever.
“Tomorrow will be your last trial,” said the stranger. “Be strong and you will obtain the favor you seek.”

On the third day the trial was again resumed. After a time, the stranger declared, “you have won.” Then he entered the lodge and spoke to Wunzh.
“You have won your favor from the Great Spirit. Tomorrow will be the seventh day of your fasting. I shall meet you then and wrestle you for the last time. As soon as you have conquered me, strip off  my garments and throw me down. Clean the earth of roots and weeds, make it soft, and bury me in the spot. When you have done this, leave my body in the earth and do not disturb it. Come occasionally to visit the place to see whether I have come to life. Be careful never to let the grass or weeds grow on my grave. Once a month cover me with fresh earth. If you follow my instructions, you will do good for your family.” He then shook Wunzh by the hand and disappeared.

In the morning the youth’s father came to him with refreshments, saying, “My son, you have fasted long enough.”
“My father,” replied the youth, “wait till the sun goes down. I have a reason for extending my fast to that hour.”

Once again the sky-visitor returned, and the trial of strength was renewed. Wunzh felt that extra strength had been given to him. He wrestled his antagonist to the ground and followed the directions exactly. He buried his friend but felt confident he would come to life. He returned to his father’s lodge, but he never forgot for a moment the grave of his friend. He carefully visited it throughout the spring. He weeded out the grass, and kept the ground soft. Soon he saw the tops of the green plumes coming through the ground. The more careful he was to keep the ground in order, the faster the plumes grew.

As the summer was drawing to a close, Wunzh invited his father to visit the grave of his heavenly opponent. At that spot stood a tall and graceful plant, with bright-colored silken hair, topped with nodding plumes and leaves. On each side of the plant were golden clusters. 
“It is my friend,” cried Wunzh. “It is the friend of all mankind. It is Mon-daw-min. We need no longer rely on hunting alone, for as long as this gift is cherished and taken care of, the ground will give us a living.”
He paused and pulled off an ear from the plant. “See, my father,” said he. “This is what I fasted for. The Great Spirit has listened to my voice and sent us something new. From now on our people will not depend only upon the chase or the waters.”

Wunzh then told his father the instructions given by the stranger. He showed how the broad husks must be torn away, as he pulled off the garments in the wrestling match. Then he showed how the ear must be held before the fire till all the outer skin turns brown, while all the milk is retained in the grain.The whole family then united in a feast on the newly grown ears, expressing thanks to the Merciful Spirit who provided it. So corn came into the world.
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Simplify

Seems like in the last year, I’ve found a lot to worry about. Actually I don’t think I’d consider myself a “worrier” but lately I just find myself worrying about all sorts of things. Anyhow, the other day I was cleaning out one of the drawers in an upstairs dresser and ran across a sign that Claire used to have on her nightstand. It’s a little sign that says “Simplify.” 

I always thought that was good advice and I got to thinking it should apply pretty much across the board — most everything in the world seems to be getting more complicated. So maybe worry can be simplified, too. After all, Alfred E. Neuman is famous for saying, “What, me worry?”

So why not simplify worry…. 
There are really only two things to worry about, either you are healthy or you are sick. If you are healthy, then there is nothing to worry about. But if you are sick there are only two things to worry about, either you get well or you die. If you get well, there is nothing to worry about. But if you die, there are only two things to worry about, either you will go to heaven or to hell. If you go to heaven, then there is nothing to worry about. And if you go to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with your friends you won’t have time to worry.
There — now I just have to worry if I should have written this blog in the first place…..
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AirB&B

I’ve never liked staying at a Bed & Breakfast (B&B.) We’ve stayed at a few over the years, but I actually prefer a nice hotel. Obviously that’s my preference and lots of people I know think B&B’s are much better than hotels/motels. 

But lately, I’ve noticed there’s been a lot of talk, and TV advertisements, about something called an AirB&B. Well, when I was younger, I’d have been embarrassed to admit that I didn’t know what that was. But I guess the world is just moving too fast for me these days…. But I was curious enough to look it up.

From what I can tell, the concept of an “AirB&B” was born when Brian Chesky and Joe Geggia started renting out air mattresses in their San Francisco apartment to provide temporary housing for attendees of a design conference. They called it “Air Bed & Breakfast.” The idea was to provide affordable lodging and a unique experience compared to traditional hotels. The idea caught on and Brian Chesky, Joe Geggia, and later, Nathan Blecharczyk formed a company called Airbnb.
I think the term AirB&B today actually refers to anyone that wants to rent out all or part of their house/apartment for short periods of time to other people. 

The advantages of this type of lodging arrangement include:
They’re usually cheaper than hotels, especially for long stays, or larger groups
Lot of options — from budget-friendly apartments to luxury homes
Potentially lets guests immerse themselves in local neighborhoods and culture
Many rentals offer kitchens, laundry facilities, and flexible check-out times.
The “host” can provide local recommendations or personal touches
Offerings usually provide more room than traditional hotel accommodations.

Of course, like most everything, there are some disadvantages:
Experiences can vary widely depending on the host, property and location
Cleaning and service fees can significantly increase the cost — sometimes making it comparable to hotels.
Some cities have strict regulations or even outright bans on short-term rentals
There can be unclear policies on cancellations, safety issues or disputes between guests and hosts
Unlike hotels, AirB&Bs often lack amenities like daily housekeeping, on-site staff, or room service
Critics argue that these operations contribute to housing shortages and increase rent in popular tourist destinations. 

So — from what I can tell, I’d still prefer a hotel. Maybe the one thing that would concern me the most is that they are unregulated. Even regular B&Bs are regulated in the same way as hotels. They’re required to hold proper licensure, and to be inspected by the state and health departments. But because AirB&Bs are private residences, they are not held to the same standard.
If you think I’m stuck in the past, you’re probably right. But if I go somewhere, I don’t want to arrive via Uber and stay in someone’s basement…. I still prefer to take a taxi and go to a hotel.
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